For the money sent to the door, how could dill not be wanted?

Those trading data of the past week are just a bunch of expired data, and they have no real effect at all. Since the recycling of these "waste materials" can also generate at least 10,000 yuan in revenue, why not?

Soon, dill received an electronic contract from the platform. After both parties have signed, the contract is in duplicate and officially takes effect.

The bank card number provided to the platform is the bank card number of the original owner, which was bound with that card when I opened a stock account last time, and dill plans to continue to use it for the convenience of future transactions.

It's just that this bank card was handled by Zhang's father for the original owner, so Zhang's father also knows the password. To avoid possible troubles later, Dill changed the password.

……

At this moment, in Y City, which is eleven time zones away from the city where Dill lives, the sky is slightly bright, and the sun is poking its head out of the distant horizon little by little, and the light of the morning sun is slowly beginning to envelop the whole city.

In the living room on the first floor, on the pure white fabric sofa, a spirited old man was quietly reading the Y City Times.

There was a "crunch", and a certain door upstairs was pushed open by a pair of slender hands. A man in a neat and dignified black suit walked down the winding staircase, the soles of his shoes making rhythmic noises on the solid wooden stairs.

The old man raised his head, took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at the young man who was walking towards him with a pair of cloudy but still sharp eyes: "Ah Cheng, when are you going to come back?"

The young man paused, and then a gentle smile bloomed on his face, "Grandpa, what come back, don't I go home to accompany you every day?" ”

The old man put down the newspaper in his hand, and his whole face was completely revealed without covering. The old man didn't say anything, just looked straight at his grandson, but he was not angry.

"Ah Cheng, do you know what grandpa is referring to" The old man stood up, and the housekeeper beside him immediately handed over the crutches, "Your father is an unsuccessful person, and grandpa can't count on him, so grandpa can only pin the hopes of our ancient family on you." ”

The man was not at all uncomfortable with the deep and slightly oppressive gaze of the old man, and his face was still a modest and respectful smile for the younger generation.

"Ah Cheng, grandpa is old, you should also take care of it" The old man walked a few steps on crutches and stopped two steps away from his grandson, "Those unimportant properties are left to the people below to take care of, you are the heir of a dignified family, it's time to take the helm of our most important industry."

One more thing, you're not too young, it's time to start a family."

The soft smile on the corner of the young man's mouth suddenly stiffened when he heard the old man's last words, and returned to normal after a moment: "Grandpa, grandson knows." ”

The old man stared at him for a while, then sighed, "It's not enough to just know, you have to do what grandpa says, grandpa won't harm you." ”

"Grandpa understands grandpa," the man's expression froze, and then it was even softer than before, "Grandchild will bring his granddaughter-in-law as soon as possible, start a family first and then start a business, and then grandchild will return to the family." ”

The old man stared at him fixedly for a long time, and said for a long time: "I hope you can do what you say." ”